User blog comment:Biggren/Silvir Shadows/@comment-3135907-20161105020331/@comment-1298206-20180201204531

''A warm fire and good eating were always welcome to Astrix. That comfort had become irregular since he had set out on his travels. He had spent many a night with only a few berries to tide him over for supper and the cold wind at his back over the seasons. The squirrel enjoyed the moment of silence until it was broken by the soft noise of the paddle dipping below the surface of the water.'' "I just sort of stumbled upon it."